Tangled

"The queen is dead!" Zhao Lu came in from the yard in a panic, and said to Mu Shuang who was painting her nails.

"I know." Mu Shuang replied nonchalantly, "If you die, you will die. What's the fuss about it? The cycle of life and death is impermanent. Is it possible that becoming a queen will make you live forever?"

"You..." Zhao Lu was so choked by her words that she didn't know how to respond. She stood there, looked at her half-sarcasm and half-relieved expression, gradually frowned, and asked tentatively, "What is the cause of the Queen's death?" Do you have anything to do with it?"

"Since my sister asked me this question, I think I already have the answer in my heart, right? Yes, I did it. I gave supplements every day to feed the baby in the queen's stomach, which caused her to die of an oversized fetus today. My sister is satisfied." Already?" Chao Lu stood up, shook Kou Dan in her hands, the bright red color was quite eye-catching, "How is it, does it look good?"

"Are you crazy?" Zhao Lu patted Mu Shuang's hands that were stretched out in front of her. She couldn't accept that Mu Shuang's ten fingers had never touched Chunyang Water, and a human life was entangled.

"Yes! I'm crazy! Ever since my child was gone, I've been crazy!" Mu Shuang roared angrily, but turned Zhao Lu into a daze, "My child has not yet formed, and he has never come and gone in this world Once, it just disappeared like this, my sister saw it, and the color was redder than my Kou Dan! Why can't my child live, and her child can be golden and precious! I just refuse to accept it, and I will take it She and her child's life, come to pay homage to my child!"

"This is a serious crime against the Jiu Clan!" Zhao Lu shook her head desperately, tears were flying from the corners of her eyes, even though Mu Shuang admitted it herself, she still couldn't believe that her meek sister could do such a thing.

"Pujiu Clan?" Mu Shuang sneered, looking at Chao Lu with eyes full of sarcasm, "If he can really kill my Jiuzu, then I will definitely go and beg him to let me watch the ceremony! I want to see, my Jiuzu, my parents, in the end Where!"

Zhao Lu opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word, yes, where does Mu Shuang still have the Nine Clans?That winter, if he hadn't dragged her back home who was about to freeze to death, no one would have been at such a war with him now.

"I want to ask them, since they gave birth to me, why didn't they raise me, why did they throw me in the snow, and end up being trampled on by others today!" Roaring, tears filled their eyes , Mu Shuang raised her head, forced herself not to shed tears, and then she was choked with sobs, "I just want to live a good life, be favored or not, I just want to keep my child, in this palace, if I To have a child, he is my everything, the only person I can rely on, but without it, when I was still looking forward to it, they broke my dream! I can only revenge!"

"Then what about me!" Zhao Lu finally couldn't help but yelled back, "You are acting so impulsively, you are not afraid of death, you let the queen bury your child with you, you are dead, and what about me! I am alone in this palace , lonely and helpless, have you never thought about me!"

Mu Shuang was stunned, she only felt that it would be good if she didn't involve Chao Lu in doing these things, but she never thought about what would happen in the future.

"You can't think about me!" Zhao Lu wanted to raise her hand to wipe away her tears, but the sudden roar behind her made her tremble in fright, but she couldn't realize it.

"She thinks about you, but who thinks about the queen!"

Mu Luoluo came in with strides, the wind blowing under her feet swayed her skirt, and the cold wind comparable to March [-] was howling in from the door that was suddenly pushed open, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky dazzled the eyes of the people inside.

Before Mu Shuang could see who was coming, she was already slapped firmly on the face, with such force that Mu Shuang, who didn't increase her defenses, couldn't bear it at all, and was slapped on the ground.

"The queen has been very cautious in her life. She has never spoken loudly to anyone, never blushed with anyone, and never actively harmed anyone. In the end, she died in a bloody collapse. Who would ever think about her!" Mu Luoluo He grabbed Mu Shuang by the neckline and dragged her up. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He wished he could swallow her alive.

"Luoluo." Su Qingwan stepped forward and held Mu Luoluo's veiny hand. She knew that Mu Luoluo had turned the grief of Mu Xiaoxiao's death into a rage that could start a prairie fire.

"Haven't you ever taken the initiative to harm anyone?" Mu Shuang's brain, which had been blinded by a slap, quickly came to her senses. She struggled to stand up, broke free from Mu Luoluo's hand, and confronted her. "What about my child? Doesn't my child count?" A human life!"

"Your child is the empress dowager's will, and it is the empress dowager who should really bury your child with him!"

"Luoluo!" Su Qingwan hurriedly said, Mu Luoluo lost her mind a little, and could blurt out such disrespectful words.

"You know how unwilling she is, and how guilty she is!" Mu Luoluo took a deep breath, barely regained her senses, and shook her head slightly towards Su Qingwan, signaling that she would restrain herself.

"After the bowl of red flowers was brought to you, the queen went to the ancestral hall to pray for the child for three days. All the maids in the ancestral hall can testify. If you don't believe me, just ask." Su Qingwan held Mu Luoluo tightly She blocked her behind with his fist, and he tried to slow down his tone to talk to Mu Shuang, "Later, you went to Fengyi Palace to serve every day, and the queen never guarded against you. I tried my best to compensate you, but I didn't expect that what she compensated was a murderous white-eyed wolf!"

"You don't need to be her lobbyist here! Anyway, the queen is dead! She and the child in her womb were buried with my child!" Mu Shuang raised her hand and pushed Su Qingwan violently, laughing wildly "They're all dead! They're all dead! Hahahahaha! My son, I will send all the people who harmed you down to accompany you! Hahahahahaha!"

Smiling, Mu Shuang suddenly took out a pair of scissors from her sleeve, and put it across her neck: "I know that I cannot escape the death penalty. Instead of being bullied/humiliated by you, it is better for me to end it myself."

"Mu Shuang!" Zhao Lu shouted, trying to rush over but was stopped by Su Qingwan's orders.

"You shouldn't have saved me back then." Mu Shuang looked at Zhao Lu, smiled miserably, and then resolutely inserted the scissors into her neck, and blood gushed out, just like Kodan between her fingers.

"Mu Shuang!" Zhao Lu screamed desolately, broke free from the shackles of her mother-in-law, threw herself on Mu Shuang, hugged her and wept bitterly.

"Report this matter to Your Majesty truthfully." Su Qingwan frowned slightly, and couldn't bear to look at it. "Since Hui Yu Nu has been executed, she will not investigate further."

Mu Luoluo couldn't stand the second stimulation of the bloody smell, she hurriedly retreated, leaning on the tree trunk in the yard, retching.

"We were careless." Su Qingwan stood beside Mu Luoluo with a complicated expression, and when she straightened up, she gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Mu Luoluo smiled wryly, raised her hand to hold Su Qingwan's, lowered her head and pressed her forehead against her hand, the life she promised to Xiaoxiao was finally broken.

Su Qingwan looked at the nail prints that Mu Xiaoxiao pinched out on the back of Mu Luoluo's hand before she died. Now that the blood has dried up, the hideous scabs are entrenched on the back of Mu Luoluo's mutton-fat jade-like hand. It is unimaginable how painful it is.If there is a scar in the future, it will be a lifetime of pain.

The snow in February was fluttering, and there was a faint tendency to intensify. The howling wind rolled up the snowflakes and threw them down heavily, just like the mood of the people in the palace, oppressive and heavy.

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On February 23, Empress Mu Xiaoxiao of the Central Palace passed away. She died in Fengyi Palace for seven days. The emperor ordered all concubines and concubines to pay respects.

Mu Xiaoxiao was docile during her lifetime, never had any ill relations with others, and she was kind to concubines with low ranks, so in the mourning hall, everyone cried sincerely.

Since Mu Luoluo came back from Liancao Terrace that day, she didn't see a tear again. Su Qingwan was quite worried about this. Instead of watching her bear it, Su Qingwan hoped that Mu Luoluo could cry unrestrainedly, which was far better than holding it in her heart like this. Much better.

Seven days later, the coffin left the palace, and Haohao Tangtang's funeral procession moved forward slowly, paper money flying all over the sky, like the snow on the day Mu Xiaoxiao passed away.

Su Qingwan accompanied Mu Luoluo to stand on the railing of Lanyue Pavilion, watching the white spirit banners fluttering with the wind, in a trance, as if seeing the red curtains dancing with the wind on the day of the emperor's wedding. passed away.

"I thought she could enjoy her life like the empress dowager." Mu Luoluo said, her voice was low and hoarse.

"Fate is impermanent." Su Qingwan stretched out her hand, held Mu Luoluo, and gently stroked the wound on the back of her hand with her fingertips. Now the scabs have faded away, leaving only white spots like three months old teeth.

"Forget it, in her life, it is worthwhile for her to marry in with infinite glory, and to be mourned by thousands of people." Mu Luoluo held Su Qingwan's hand instead, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, Looking at the distant clouds.

In the past few days, Mu Luoluo was not only mourning because of Mu Xiaoxiao's death, but also sighed for the beauty in the palace. When she was far away from the palace, she only heard that the gate of the human palace was as deep as the sea. Now that she is in the palace, it is true. Experience the struggle and ups and downs of the women in the palace in this life.

"What's the matter with that child?" Mu Luoluo turned her head to look at Su Qingwan. In the past few days, she was caught in the grotesque events of the past, and she never pulled away. These things were caused by Su Qingwan.

"I've already been raised at Qingmao's house. It just so happened that Qingmao just gave birth to a baby a few days ago. Now I'm feeding them together, and everything is fine." Seeing that Mu Luoluo had returned to her usual appearance, Su Qingwan felt a huge stone in her heart finally. She fell to the ground, and Mu Luo's distraught appearance these past few days made her very worried, "It's just that the name hasn't been decided yet."

"The rising sun shines brightly, and the cold sky loses the dust. ①Since this child was born on a snowy day, let's call her Su Chen." Mu Luoluo pulled Su Qingwan's hand to her lips, and kissed her lightly, expressing that the past few days have made her happy. She apologized worriedly, "Since Xiaoxiao won't let this child stay in the palace, naturally she can't be surnamed Dai. Otherwise, she will follow her mother, surname Mu, and enter my Mu family tree."

"Mu Suchen, okay." Su Qingwan smiled lightly, took Mu Luoluo's arm, and leaned on her shoulder.

"I want to send her back to Suzhou and put her in Zhuangzi to be raised by Aunt Yin." Mu Luoluo rested her head lightly on Su Qingwan's head, smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus on her body that was just like her own, her heart gradually calmed down.

"It's all up to you." Su Qingwan raised her head and kissed Mu Luoluo on the cheek.

"It's windy, go back, so you don't catch a cold." Mu Luoluo smiled, and gently squeezed Su Qingwan's hand. The funeral procession had already left the city gate, and the mourning and joy could be faintly heard in the wind, but the white flags were not flying. .

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①: From Li Shangyin's "Remnant Snow"